Wuxia: Start with max-level Nine Yang Divine Skill

Chapter 90 The Surprising Assassination and the Rat (Two Chapters Combined)

The temple was deathly silent, save for the crackling of the bonfire and the mournful howl of the wind and rain.

All eyes turned to Li Fu in surprise.

Gu Changfeng gripped his wrist tightly, staring intently at Li Fu, his voice trembling with surprise and doubt: "Who are you, sir?"

His mind was in turmoil. The ability to knock his weapon away with a single strike from a distance was simply terrifying.

Could such a terrifying figure be hidden in this dilapidated temple?

Li Fu slowly raised his eyes and looked at Gu Changfeng calmly. There was no fierceness or malice in his eyes, but it made Gu Changfeng, who was experienced in the martial arts world and had a high opinion of himself, feel a chill in his heart.

"You just admitted to poisoning someone. Right?"

He paused slightly, seemingly finding it somewhat strange: "As a constable, I've never solved such a simple case before."

That's true.

The cases he handled—the revenge cases of the remnants of the evil sword, the serial murder cases of treasure robbers—were all shrouded in mystery and unpredictable.

The killer went to great lengths to hide.

It was the first time that, like today, the murderer, unaware of his identity, had laid bare his motives, methods, and even his sordid schemes right in front of him.

This made him feel that things had gone quite smoothly, almost unexpectedly.

"It's just a pity that the Heavenly Book didn't respond."

After the group broke into the temple, Li Fu just watched from the sidelines until the truth was completely clear and the feud seemed genuine before he took action.

He was also reading the celestial book without reacting. In any case, the mother and her two children were right under his nose, and he was confident that he could take action in time if there was any danger.

"A constable?!"

Everyone else in the temple—the merchant, the porter, the peddler, and even the master and servant couple—looked at Li Fu with suspicion and uncertainty.

The quiet young man who had just been warming himself by the campfire with them was a constable.

Moreover, according to what Gu Changfeng said before, he was considered a master in Jingzhou, yet his longsword was knocked away by this young constable from a distance.

"Your Excellency—are you a member of the government?"

Gu Changfeng's face instantly turned extremely ugly. He clutched his throbbing wrist and forced himself to remain calm.

"It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. I just—I just spoke without thinking and said something reckless!"

Don't take it seriously.

And surely a mere, unsubstantiated confession isn't enough to convict me?

He chased Zhao to this desolate mountain temple, thinking he had it in the bag. How could he be so unlucky as to run into a constable with ridiculously high martial arts skills?

If I had known this would happen, I would never have been so smug and revealed all my secrets.

You're overthinking it.

Li Fu slowly stood up, doing nothing, yet Gu Changfeng felt an invisible pressure, as if facing a formidable enemy, and instinctively retreated.

"Although I have handled several cases, to this day—I have not convicted any criminal or put them in jail."

These words startled everyone in the temple, who were puzzled.

Could it be that this constable is actually not good at solving cases and convicting criminals?

Why do his subordinates always escape justice?

That's true. Everyone has strengths and weaknesses. This person is so young and already possesses incredibly formidable martial arts skills; it's impossible for them to—

Just as Gu Changfeng was beginning to feel a sense of disdain, Li Fu continued, his tone still calm, yet carrying a chilling undertone.

"The criminals who fall into my hands often die before they can be convicted and imprisoned."

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The moment the word "death" was uttered, the temperature inside the temple seemed to plummet.

This was not a murderous declaration, but rather a calm statement of a fact.

But that's even more terrifying.

Gu Changfeng and the others' expressions changed drastically as they understood the meaning of those words.

This person doesn't need evidence to solve cases; if he thinks someone deserves to die, he just kills them without ever letting them live to be convicted and beheaded.

I also understood the indifference in Li Fu's eyes. It wasn't the look of a constable who stumbled upon a case and was handling it according to the law. It was the look of someone who was looking at a dead person and had already decided their life or death!

The scholar, the young lady, and everyone else in the temple were stunned. How could a government constable do such a thing?

"Go! Go now! All of you go!"

Kill him!

Gu Changfeng, like a wild beast driven to the brink of despair, kicked and punched the knife-wielding men around him who were also afraid.

Perhaps Li Fu's amazing move just now was just a coincidence?

Perhaps that's all he knows how to do?

Using human lives to fill the gaps will allow us to find the flaws!

Forced by Gu Changfeng, the dozen or so men, both fearful and apprehensive of Li Fu, let out a shout and, steeling themselves, charged at Li Fu with their knives, the blades flashing erratically in the firelight.

Li Fu did not move, but with a circular motion of his palm and a push, the power of the Dragon Subduing Palm surged forth.

The dragon appears in the field!

Amidst the faint roar of a dragon, a pale golden dragon-shaped aura swept out, fierce and unparalleled, yet carrying an air of grandeur and righteousness.

The men at the front felt as if they had crashed into a mountain wall; their steel knives twisted and slipped from their hands, and they were sent flying backward, knocking over their companions behind them. For a moment, cries of pain and the sound of weapons hitting the ground filled the air.

With a single palm strike, more than a dozen fierce men fell to the ground, rolling and howling in pain, none of them able to stand up again.

"You—you—"

Gu Changfeng's last shred of hope vanished. He gripped his throbbing hand, the pain and fear mingling within him, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he prepared to make one last desperate attempt.

He quietly reached for his waist with his left hand.

Just at this time.

ah-!

A short, painful cry suddenly rang out.

"Mother, I—my chest hurts so much—"

Zhao's daughter, Dou'er, whom she was holding, suddenly choked and her face turned a horrifying bluish-black color in the blink of an eye. Her eyes were tightly closed, her breath was weak, and she looked pained.

It was clear that he had been poisoned, and the poison was extremely potent!

"Dou'er, Dou'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Wake up, don't scare your mother!"

Gao Xiulan was terrified and shook her daughter desperately, but the little girl did not respond and her breath grew weaker and weaker.

She had no medical knowledge, and as a mother, seeing her daughter's life hanging in the balance, she was so anxious that she lost her composure and trembled all over.

"Little Bean Sister!"

The stubborn boy seemed to panic as well, grabbing his sister's hand with a look of terror on his face, and suddenly looked at Gu Changfeng.

"When did you poison Dou'er?!"

This sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard.

The two girls, disguised as mistress and servant, had just barely recovered from the shock of the constant hypocrisy, despicable acts, and conspiracies in this real martial arts world. Now, seeing the cute little girl suffer such a terrible fate, the scholar and young lady turned pale with anger, pointed at Gu Changfeng, and rebuked him in a trembling voice.

"You—you heartless scoundrel!"

You even prey on such a young child, are you even human?!

Gu Changfeng stared at the poisoned little girl, his lips moving slightly as if he instinctively wanted to deny it: "No, it wasn't me—"

But his gaze immediately fell upon Li Fu's icy gaze, and he shuddered.

"So what if I was the one who poisoned him?!"

Want the antidote?

Officer, you must let me go.

I left safely, naturally leaving behind the antidote; otherwise, sister-in-law—you can just wait to collect your daughter's corpse!

"You're the one who ultimately killed this girl, officer."

He abruptly changed his mind halfway through his sentence, shouting with fierceness and panic.

"You can't leave."

Li Fu counted his fingers and pointed in the air.

The Finger Flicking Divine Skill!

laugh--!

An invisible finger force shot out and struck Gu Changfeng's vital acupoint on the chest with perfect accuracy.

Gu Changfeng felt a scorching and powerful force penetrate his body, instantly sealing his major acupoints and causing his internal organs to shift as if they had been displaced, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Everything went black before his eyes, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to move, his face filled with horror and pain.

Li Fu didn't even glance at him; in a flash, he arrived beside the Zhao mother and daughter.

"let me see."

He said in a deep voice, and before Zhao could react, he had already grasped the little girl's cold wrist.

Upon touching it with my fingertips, I could feel the pulse was erratic and rapid, and the toxins were quickly eroding my heart meridian, putting my life in grave danger.

"It's highly poisonous, extremely potent!"

"Please save my daughter, sir."

Gao Xiulan's face turned pale, and she pleaded anxiously.

He dared not delay and immediately and carefully channeled his pure and powerful Nine Yang True Qi into the girl's wrist through the Neiguan acupoint, guiding it along the Hand Shaoyin Heart Meridian to protect her heart.

And by using the Nine Yang Divine Skill's properties of endless life and the ability to dispel evil poison, he neutralized the deadly poison entrenched in the girl's body.

"This poison is indeed potent and cunning, eroding the heart meridian extremely quickly. Your daughter's life hangs in the balance."

I am now neutralizing the poison for her, and must not be disturbed in the slightest.

If Li Fu were the one poisoned, with the power of the Nine Yang Divine Skill, circulating it once would be enough to refine and expel the poison.

But now the one poisoned is this young and weak little girl, so he has to be extra careful. He has to keep her alive while controlling his inner energy to neutralize the poison, which naturally increases the time and effort required.

"What?"

Gao Xiulan was anxious, but she didn't dare to breathe too loudly.

The campfire still flickered, illuminating Li Fu's focused profile. The others held their breath, watching the poor little girl, all worried about her safety.

As he channeled his inner energy to detoxify, doubts began to grow in Li Fu's mind.

"This poison is incredibly potent—it's definitely not the kind of deadly poison commonly found in the martial arts world."

Although Gu Changfeng also used poison, the poison he used to kill Zhao's husband took half a day to take effect and become fatal.

"If no one treats the poison this little girl has been poisoned with, she probably won't last more than half a cup of tea's time."

Such potent and rare poisons are not something that someone like Gu Changfeng could easily possess.

Moreover, Gu Changfeng's expression just now was unusual, and he seemed momentarily taken aback, which did not seem feigned.

"Could it be that someone else was the poisoner?"

Li Fu focused his mind and channeled his inner energy, his gaze sweeping over the other people in the temple with the sharpness of lightning.

The peddler, still shaken, the merchant and porter with fearful expressions, and the anxious master and servant—all seemed normal.

But the person who poisoned it must be in this temple, and the poison must have been applied recently.

At this moment, the scholar, the young lady, and the servants had already run to Gu Changfeng's side, who had been acupunctured, and were frantically groping his body.

Aside from pulling out a string of poisoned darts that gleamed with a bluish-green light from his lower back, they found no antidote.

"It really was you, you despicable person!"

"Where's the antidote? Bring it out now!"

The young lady grabbed Gu Changfeng's collar, both anxious and angry, but she was clearly inexperienced and couldn't even utter a decent threat.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Gu Changfeng changed his story, his face turning pale as he shook his head repeatedly: "No—it really wasn't me who poisoned him! I—"

"How dare you talk nonsense!"

You just admitted it, so who else could it be but you?

The scholar and the young lady didn't believe her, and she only got halfway through her sentence.

An unexpected change occurred.

A faint yet ruthless gust of wind suddenly swept in from behind Li Fu.

A sharp dagger, gleaming with an eerie green light, silently pierced his lower back like a venomous snake.

In a flash, the incomparably powerful Nine Yang True Qi within his body was activated and condensed into an invisible wall of energy behind his waist.

The short knife pierced the air wall shallowly, but could not go any further and was temporarily blocked!

The person who made the move clearly did not expect Li Fu's protective true energy to be so strong. His expression changed drastically. He let out a low shout, gathered all his strength, and fiercely thrust his short knife forward, trying to pierce through this barrier!

"There really is something fishy going on."

At this moment, Li Fu was using his inner energy to keep the little girl alive. If he suddenly let go, this fragile life would be cut short!

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, but he still firmly grasped the little girl's wrist and channeled his inner energy into her. With his other hand, he swiftly swung it back like lightning.

The sudden attack of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms.

This move is all about speed!

boom!

The palm strike, delivered after the initial strike, landed squarely on the attacker's hastily changing arm as he tried to block.

The man felt an overwhelming force surge through him, his arm throbbed with pain, and he groaned as he was thrown backward, staggering several steps before barely managing to regain his footing.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Before the people in the temple could recover from the shock of the little girl being poisoned, they were horrified to see someone attack Li Fu, who was trying to save her.

When they finally saw the attacker's face, they were speechless with disbelief!

"It's...it's you?!"

"Stone, what are you doing?"

This constable is saving Dou'er!

Zhao was so shocked that she was speechless.

The attacker turned out to be none other than her adopted son, the boy who had appeared silent and stubborn, yet fearless in protecting his godmother and sister—Shitou.

"You're the one who poisoned me, aren't you?"

With a single move, Li Fu forced the assassin back, then slowly withdrew his right palm, his expression as cold as frost.

"I suspected almost everyone in this temple, except for you and Zhao. I almost let you get away with it."

However, I knew that someone poisoning an innocent young girl must have had ulterior motives, so I was always on guard.

"Wh-what?!" Zhao was struck dumb. She looked at her daughter, whose face was ashen, and then at the cold-faced boy. Her mind was in complete chaos.

"Stone, why—why are you harming Bean? No, where did you get the poison from—"

She looked at the boy and suddenly felt that he was a complete stranger.

The child who once had a stubborn look in his eyes and was determined to protect the mother and daughter even with a wooden stick, now only had chilling malice and murderous intent in his eyes.

"Shut up!"

The boy—or rather, the assassin disguised as a boy—impatiently interrupted Zhao. His voice still carried the childish shrillness of someone who hadn't yet changed, but his tone was full of adult hypocrisy, scheming, and ruthlessness.

"I really didn't expect that you wouldn't fall for it even after all this."

He stared intently at Li Fu, as if the Zhao family and the others didn't exist at all.

The extreme contradiction between the voice and tone creates an instinctive, chilling unease, as if one were witnessing an innocent infant uttering the most venomous curse—bizarre and terrifying.

"Stone, you, you—"

"Shut up, stop pretending to be so kind and benevolent."

He glanced at Zhao, who was still stunned and unable to accept it and wanted to say something, interrupted her rambling, and coldly mocked her.

"You adopted me as your son only so that I could avenge your husband in the future and serve as your weapon."

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After speaking, the assassin's gaze immediately returned to Li Fu, as if he were the only target worthy of attention.

"All your meticulous scheming failed to harm you in the slightest—I'm truly disappointed."

Which of the twelve fierce signs are you?

Or is he a lackey of the Dragon Shock Society?

While continuously channeling his inner energy to keep the little girl alive, Li Fu asked in a cold voice.

"hehe----"

The boy no longer needed to pretend; he grinned, revealing a cruel smile that was completely out of character for his face.

"The twelve ominous signs, the Rat at night grinding."